Vector Manipulation of a Heroic Branch[Comprehensive]

Oops, oh, oh, oh, it seems that I accidentally played myself in it.

The smile on Dostoevsky's face remained unchanged, but various thoughts flashed quickly in his heart.He didn't know whether the current situation was calculated in advance by Osamu Dazai, but it was obvious that the current situation was not favorable to him.

However, that dragon was defeated...

Looking at Osamu Dazai standing in front of him, a light flashed in Dostoevsky's eyes.

Although this situation has not been guessed, it is still beyond Tuo's expectation so soon.His eyes fell on Chuya Nakahara, who was hugged by Dazai Osamu, with a pensive look in his eyes.

So... was it the port mafia cadre who subdued the psychic dragon?This is really surprising. Sure enough, "Double Black" is the same "Double Black".

I just don't know... So far, how much is in Dazai Osamu's layout?

Or...all of them?

Dostoevsky never underestimated Osamu Dazai, because that person was like another him in the world.They are also out of this world, just like Pluto, orbiting the sun, but they are inseparable from all other planets, or even not planets at all, but just a white dwarf.

They are out of tune with the whole world.

Dostoevsky sighed and took out a skull from his coat pocket.

Accelerator frowned as he left, and stretched out his hand to cover the eyes of Last Work.

"do not look."

The smell of laundry detergent was still stained on the boy's cuffs, and it was a faint fragrance that penetrated into Last Work's nose bit by bit.She took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that her nostrils were filled with the smell of Accelerator.

Although dull, it is not without.And... reassuring.

"Ah."

The little girl nodded seriously.

"Misaka doesn't look at it. Misaka Misaka told one party solemnly."

If you don't want me to watch it, then I won't.

It's like... Even if I have seen the heaviest darkness in this world, if it is what you expect, then I will pretend that I have always lived under the sun.

It's not that the last work needs Accelerator, but that Accelerator needs the last work.

It is not that Accelerator protects the last work, but the last work protects Accelerator.

This causal relationship must not be mistaken.

The man in the fluffy white hat held the skull in his hand, like holding a red, overripe apple.The surface of this skull is very smooth, even with a faint jade-like luster, as if someone often holds it in his hand and repeatedly rubs and plays with it, and finally it will become what it is today after years and years. Incomparably smooth and translucent after being rubbed.

But... as long as you think about it in this direction, you will inevitably feel a little chilling and trembling.

After all, that, that... is a skull?

Is it... the skull of a dead human?

Will do this, either a pervert or a lunatic, there will never be a third option.

And no matter which of these two kinds of people they are, obviously, they are not good people to talk to.No, it's not just a conversation, it's even the most ordinary communication between each other that makes people feel [this will definitely cause problems! ] This kind of person.

"Actually, this matter should be done later, but if it doesn't happen now, it seems that I can't get out smoothly?"

Dostoyevsky had the most adorable smile on his face.He took out a red hexagonal crystal from his pocket—Osamu Dazai shrank his eyes.There is no mistake, it is clearly the crystallization of the supernatural ability that was seen in Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's collection before, after being deprived of the superhuman ability.

Dostoevsky pressed the red transparent crystal between the eyebrows of the skull in his hand.Suddenly, a red halo flashed from the skull.

In this halo, a transparent figure gradually appeared from that skull.The figure gradually solidified, and finally became a living person.Although his eyes were closed and his face was peaceful, it was easy to see that it was Shibusawa Tatsuhiko who was still domineering before.

Rather, it is the supernatural power awakened by Dostoevsky and separated from Tatsuhiko Shibusawa.Instead of his master, he continues to survive in this world, and instead of his master, he pursues those rare and beautiful supernatural abilities all over the world.

Dazai sighed.

Wrong wrong.he thinks.Originally, in Osamu Dazai's plan, this scene should have happened on the tower, but now Ryunosuke Akutagawa, Kyoka Izumi, and Atsushi Nakajima should be facing Ryuhiko Shibusawa.It is to cultivate the tacit understanding of the "new double black", and it is also to allow Atsushi Nakajima to face the hidden memories deep in his heart, so that he can completely and thoroughly accept his own supernatural powers.

Only in this way, Dazai Osamu can safely deliver Yokohama to their hands.

But Accelerator rushed out so forcefully, broke all the layout and all kinds of restraints with absolute strength, completely ignored the plans laid down by anyone, and acted arbitrarily according to his own way.

It can be said to be very arbitrary.But this is the prerogative of the strong.Being able to do what you want to do according to your own mind, regardless of everyone else's careful layout, can be said to be hateful and make people feel itchy, but at the same time, they can only look up at his back with unwillingness.

But forget it...

Didn't he already know that, as long as his little apprentice gets involved, then don't expect things to go according to plan.

Osamu Dazai fell back and lay flat on the ground, as if he had completely given up the desire to continue participating in this matter.

"Ok?"

Dostoevsky obviously noticed this apparent negative performance of Osamu Dazai.He couldn't help but raised his eyebrows in doubt, the doubts were well hidden in the eyes of his mortal enemy.

Obviously, he didn't think Osamu Dazai would choose to quit this "game" so easily, so the performance of Osamu Dazai now made Dostoevsky feel that the opponent must have some hidden big move waiting of.

Well, although the facts seem to be true, there is nothing wrong with that.

After all, with a hole card like Accelerator's, it can be said that there is no one invincible.

The life body that was endowed with supernatural powers of life and intelligence once again—or call him by the name "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko"—had just acquired a form again, and was taken by someone. Caught off guard, a slap was slapped on the face.

No, to be more precise, it should be someone's ability to paste it on his face.

Before he could utter nonsense, or show his ability to be stronger than anyone else to the people in front of him, the white-haired boy who looked weak had already launched the attack .The muffled thunder in the sky has not stopped, the rumbling sound drives the eardrums to resonate waves, and even vaguely feels that his eardrums are about to burst.

A blue-purple thunder snake descended from the sky. The thunder and lightning attracted by the mutual attraction between the thunder and lightning of the last work and the thunder clouds in the sky obviously hadn't dissipated so quickly.There was a sneer on the corner of Accelerator's mouth, and where he pointed his finger, a huge thunderbolt rushed towards Shibusawa Tatsuhiko and Dostoyevsky like the sharpest long knife, as if tearing apart the army sharp knife.

After seeing the thunder and lightning controlled by Accelerator, Tuo's eyes froze for a moment.The current situation is already obvious. The one who attacked the tower before was the young man in front of him who seemed to be easily overlooked at first glance.

Dostoevsky opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but Accelerator never gave him the chance.The Thunder Snake that fell from the sky bombarded Shibusawa Ryuhiko's body. Even the body made of supernatural powers was still irreparably traumatized at this moment.

And almost at the same time, Accelerator moved forward rapidly.The body without gravity is unbelievably light, and can easily move at a very high speed.He drew the pistol from his belt with his backhand, and without even looking at it, he yelled to fire in Dostoevsky's direction.

He obviously didn't stare and aim, but he seemed to have eyes swollen on the back of his head, and the guns were dangerously rubbing against Tuo's cheeks, or flying past his neck.

It's not that it's impossible to aim, it's just that Tuo narrowly avoids those fatal bullets at the last moment every time.

"I'm so bored, I'm so bored!" Fang Accelerator frowned and roared in a low voice, "Like a fly, buzzing around, do you really think I can't hit you? !"

As he said this, he stomped his foot on the ground fiercely.

Accompanied by his movement, all the gravel around him flew up, and flew towards Dostoevsky like a meteor shower, densely packed like a net, without leaving even the slightest flaw.

Tuo Li, who was not a melee fighter himself, became a little flustered.

And almost at the same time, the white-haired boy had already approached him.

"Bang".

Gunshots rang out, and the sweet apple juice splashed Accelerator's hands and face.He frowned in disgust, staring at Dostoevsky who was as slippery as a loach in a bad mood, and smiled ferociously.

The next moment, blue-purple lightning fell from the sky, illuminating the entire dark night.